MEET
I saw this beautiful girl at the supermarket last week.
Black long hair, blue eyes, lovely outfit and great way of carrying herself.
The supermarket was my last stop after a long day and I was tired, but coulnd’t refrain from saying hi.
She stood there almost speechless, but seemed enthralled so when she said she was there just to choose an ice cream I said “I have an idea, let’s get something to drink and go sit out”. "OK"
We took a wine and actually went close to my place because she was scared her mom could see her.
Yep, she was super young (but legal here or I certainly wouldn’t have met her again).
She didn’t have much time so after around 30mins she had to go.
As we said goodbye I evaded the “cheek kiss” to go for the lips , just to make sure that if we were going to meet again it wasn’t just a friendly thing.
2nd MEET
We meet again this Saturday, with a bottle of wine at the park.
I kissed her when the bottle was ¾ out.
She was very passionate about the kiss and when I put my hands beneath her sundress she seemed damp.
She got a bit nervous though and she took some big swigs from the bottle.
I didn’t drink much of the wine I guess and wasn’t thinking it might have been too much for her. She seemed more mature than her age, said she “doesn’t get drunk” and that she knew her limits after a couple of times she exaggerated.
But it was really really dumb of me to believe her.
BACK HOME
When the wine was finished I proposed to move back to my place to eat something.
I put bufala mozzarella on the table, kissed her quite soon and then moved to the bed. No resistance whatsoever.
After having come a bit early I wanted to give her a good time without pauses, so I kept going.
And that was a big mistake.
I think that by going ahead I squeezed the sperm from the tip of the condom to the base because I later saw some sperm on the outside of her parts.
God, a condom got in the way of a good time 3 times out of the last 3 times with this one, once by not having, once by breaking and now because I was just plainly too dumb.
I didn’t say anything to her, she’s too young to be involved in such decisions and I was worried that she was too drunk.
Indeed she soon got up and puked.
I was more worried about managing the drunkenness and her "memories", so I ruled out going through the whole complicated process of getting a day after pill once again -I had promised myself to buy a couple of them but hadn't had the chance yet-.
We went for a coffe after, and she went again to the bar’s toilet to puke.
As I waited I was feeling such a complete immature idiot, I should have known better that this interaction was wholly on me.
BACK TO MY PLACE AGAIN
When she came back she said that she wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to risk her remembering this day this badly, so I proposed the option of napping at my place and then accompanied her back.
When she got up she was feeling much much better.
We did it again, I wanted to but I also wanted her to have a good memory of intimacy.
I didn’t think it was amazing sex, I kept fingering her and couldn’t even recognize a clear “peak” from her side, but when I stopped she was shaking and said she was “very good”, the voice tone of someone who’s positively in trance.
I prepared something to eat, played good music, and then went out with her for an ice cream.
I then accompanied her home where she let me taste the maccaron she had baked –her parents weren’t home-.
Her house was impressive, very central, beautiful and huge.
If it wasn’t for the big scare of the sperm coming out of the condom, I’d say a good day overall and a great save from what could have otherwise been remembered as a bad day of overdrinking.
That semi-condom failure scare will stay in the back of my mind for the next month though, dammit.
GOING FORWARD
I used to think girls this age were too young, then moved to a phase of “who cares about age” as long as it's legal, and now I’m thinking it might be the last time I organize something with a girl thins young.
Or if not, I’ll most certainly make sure I’ll drink most of the wine
.
I saw this beautiful girl at the supermarket last week.
Black long hair, blue eyes, lovely outfit and great way of carrying herself.
The supermarket was my last stop after a long day and I was tired, but coulnd’t refrain from saying hi.
She stood there almost speechless, but seemed enthralled so when she said she was there just to choose an ice cream I said “I have an idea, let’s get something to drink and go sit out”. "OK"
We took a wine and actually went close to my place because she was scared her mom could see her.
Yep, she was super young (but legal here or I certainly wouldn’t have met her again).
She didn’t have much time so after around 30mins she had to go.
As we said goodbye I evaded the “cheek kiss” to go for the lips , just to make sure that if we were going to meet again it wasn’t just a friendly thing.
2nd MEET
We meet again this Saturday, with a bottle of wine at the park.
I kissed her when the bottle was ¾ out.
She was very passionate about the kiss and when I put my hands beneath her sundress she seemed damp.
She got a bit nervous though and she took some big swigs from the bottle.
I didn’t drink much of the wine I guess and wasn’t thinking it might have been too much for her. She seemed more mature than her age, said she “doesn’t get drunk” and that she knew her limits after a couple of times she exaggerated.
But it was really really dumb of me to believe her.
BACK HOME
When the wine was finished I proposed to move back to my place to eat something.
I put bufala mozzarella on the table, kissed her quite soon and then moved to the bed. No resistance whatsoever.
After having come a bit early I wanted to give her a good time without pauses, so I kept going.
And that was a big mistake.
I think that by going ahead I squeezed the sperm from the tip of the condom to the base because I later saw some sperm on the outside of her parts.
God, a condom got in the way of a good time 3 times out of the last 3 times with this one, once by not having, once by breaking and now because I was just plainly too dumb.
I didn’t say anything to her, she’s too young to be involved in such decisions and I was worried that she was too drunk.
Indeed she soon got up and puked.
I was more worried about managing the drunkenness and her "memories", so I ruled out going through the whole complicated process of getting a day after pill once again -I had promised myself to buy a couple of them but hadn't had the chance yet-.
We went for a coffe after, and she went again to the bar’s toilet to puke.
As I waited I was feeling such a complete immature idiot, I should have known better that this interaction was wholly on me.
BACK TO MY PLACE AGAIN
When she came back she said that she wanted to go home, but I didn’t want to risk her remembering this day this badly, so I proposed the option of napping at my place and then accompanied her back.
When she got up she was feeling much much better.
We did it again, I wanted to but I also wanted her to have a good memory of intimacy.
I didn’t think it was amazing sex, I kept fingering her and couldn’t even recognize a clear “peak” from her side, but when I stopped she was shaking and said she was “very good”, the voice tone of someone who’s positively in trance.
I prepared something to eat, played good music, and then went out with her for an ice cream.
I then accompanied her home where she let me taste the maccaron she had baked –her parents weren’t home-.
Her house was impressive, very central, beautiful and huge.
If it wasn’t for the big scare of the sperm coming out of the condom, I’d say a good day overall and a great save from what could have otherwise been remembered as a bad day of overdrinking.
That semi-condom failure scare will stay in the back of my mind for the next month though, dammit.
GOING FORWARD
I used to think girls this age were too young, then moved to a phase of “who cares about age” as long as it's legal, and now I’m thinking it might be the last time I organize something with a girl thins young.
Or if not, I’ll most certainly make sure I’ll drink most of the wine
.
